Today I accompanied my youngest’s Pre-Kindergarten class on a field trip to the zoo. I was in charge of five four year-olds– my own and four others.
If that sentence alone doesn’t exhaust you, nothing will. I came home afterward and collapsed. It’s only 9:20, and I can hardly keep my eyes opened.
If you think teachers get paid enough money, take a pre-K class to a large zoo. You just might change your mind. I came home and thanked God/Allah/Mother Earth/Jehovah that I’m not a teacher. I don’t know how teachers do it. Really, I don’t.
Have a wonderful weekend.